Shin guard

caught me off guard. Nevertheless, the light was my only point to go on, so I began my short journey back to civilization. Nearing the edge of what now felt like a forest, I found my way to the lighthouse. Close by sat the small town, which came to me quickly compared to my trek through the marsh. The guard stopped me before I could walk through the gate. Confused, I took a glance backwards. I was a well distinguished individual in my local community, and it was quite atypical for the guard to stop almost

and opened it slowly only to be thrown back by a large guard in black tactical gear. Lightly dazed from the impact, I played possum for a moment, so the guard can lower his weapon. When he grabbed me from my arm without hesitation, I forcibly yanked him down and constricted my arm around his neck between my bicep and forearm. Then, I tightly compressed with all my power like an anaconda would squeeze his prey before consumption. Finally, the guard stopped moving around and lost all consciousness. I

reason, everyone thinks that a city guard is the lowest job when it comes to protecting the kingdom. From the wizards who protect our city with spells and enchantments, to the knights who save innocents across the land. From the soldiers who serve the King, to the monster hunters who rid us of evil. They are all considered great heroes who deserve worship for their service to the kingdom. All I want is to go on adventures like them, but guards tend to stay guards in this kingdom. What citizens do not

protection when wandering town. Her long, dark, hair was put in two braids with thousands of flyaway pieces. Arden almost didn’t notice when a large group of palace guards rode their horses to the dancing arena. She backed her way through the crowd. The rhythm stopped as abruptly as the soldier’s arrival. “Attention civilians,” a fat guard read from a scroll. “There has been a great incident in the jungle.” Arden dared to step closer, intrigued. “A poison has been unleashed, killing wildlife.” Shocked

communication between experts” (Swales 473). The lexis of guards contains typical lifeguard phrases and terms for performing rescues and maintaining a safe environment. There are also terms and phrases for objects around the pool and tasks that must be completed. For example, there is a pool cleaner that is placed in the water at closing and left there to vacuum the bottom of the pool overnight. The vacuum is a called a dolphin pool cleaner and guards are often told to “clean the dolphin,” which often results

When he hops up to his feet, he sees all of the beings around the cage step back and inch towards one of the several exits. Although he can’t hear them, Selison can tell that there was a collective gasp that ran through the group. With his new, albeit limited, freedom, Selison is ecstatic to feel cold tiles beneath his feet. He shows no emotion, though, as he slowly looks around the room. With a deep sigh, he cracks his neck and materializes his immaculate wings. All of a sudden, the things surrounding

Washington and Me I have sat in this solitaire for maybe a week. I have to spend the next 6 and a half years in this empty room. Last I watched the guard’s feet move in the hall light. The guards talked almost silently of how much pain I have caused to this world. My intention was never to hurt anyone especially not kill anyone. Everything got so out of hand. I can still see my mother face after we moved to California. All the hope she had is now lost on her emotionless face the day of my trial

"HI!!!!!!!" she yells. She runs towards me, and I see some bits of popcorn falling on the floor. Just when she was about to reach me and the security guard - BANG! She falls back from getting hit by a door. I see Christian Coma peek out and look down at her. "Oh ... uh ... I'm sorry." he says, reaching down to pull her up. "Hey ... where'd my popcorn go?" Alicia mumbles, while I'm too shocked and embarrassed

A lifeguard needs someone to take over her shift, therefore the only people who meet the needs to be able to do so are other current Avalon lifeguards. To put it as Bitzer writes it, the other guards are the only ones “capable of being influenced by discourse and of being mediators of change” (7). Had Emily mentioned her scheduling conflict to a friend or family member, though they may have sympathized with her, there was nothing that they could

Deep below the arena, within a small cell made of 3 walls of stone and one wall of iron, with a heavily armored guard weilding a morning start outside sat a lone human among two dozen orcs also in the cage... "Outlander" they called him, the few other non-orcs there referred to him as "Offworlder" though his name was not important. Months in the cage had left his skin pale, his eyes sunken, his head was bald exposing intricate patterns of tattoos across the top of his head. he leaned against the